Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1185 Meeting Mr. An

As the night deepened, the originally noisy academy gradually quieted down. However, under the Monument of the Emperor in front of the academy gate, there were still more than ten people standing, all of them were disciples of the old man in Confucian robes.

"Big Brother, what's so special about this monument? Why did the teacher spend three hours looking at it?" A young disciple couldn't help but ask, "The handwriting looks very ordinary. Moreover, the teacher is also a great calligrapher..."

"You do not understand."

The eldest brother shook his head.

Although he was awake, he was still shocked. This monument was something he could not imagine existed...

"..."

"Big Brother, what did you see?"

At this moment another young disciple asked curiously, and the other disciples were also quite curious when they heard it.

"I saw the world, I saw the gentleman, I saw self-reliance, I saw virtue..." The eldest brother groaned for a moment, then glanced at his fellow disciples and said, "I can't describe it, but it's shocking. I feel like the sky is so big, the earth is so thick, and gentlemen really exist..."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, some of them not quite understanding.

"Uh, Senior Brother, what does that mean?" A fellow student couldn't help but ask, "Please explain it in simpler terms?"

"What I just said is the simplest." The eldest brother said, "In fact, it is too complicated and obscure, and I can't describe or express it." He paused and said, "As long as you see it, you will understand what I am talking about."

"..."

"What's the main idea?"

"Purpose?" The eldest brother was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the Monument of the Lord and said, "Isn't it written on the Monument of the Lord?"

"..."

After a while, a disciple said, "Big Brother, do you need to wake up the teacher? It's almost the Chou hour."

The eldest brother shook his head and said to the other brothers, "I will take care of the teacher. You all can go and have a rest."

"Let's guard it together."

A disciple said.

"No need, go ahead." The eldest brother said, "If you don't want to rest, you can also take a look at the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains."

"Big Brother, this Twenty-Seven Book Mountain is a little strange..."

"It's a little weird indeed."

"Even if I wanted to see it, I couldn't."

At this time, everyone started to discuss. Among the thirty-three people, only the eldest brother had not been to the main hall. He had been guarding the Monument and had not seen the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain. However, among the thirty-two people, only twelve could see the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain...

The other twenty people just watched in loneliness.

and so.

The dozen or so people guarding the Junxing Monument had not seen the twenty-seven disciples of the Book Mountain. The disciples who could see the Book Mountain, as well as a few others, had been sitting cross-legged in the square or on the lawn...

In addition to them, there are also students from the academy.

Who doesn’t want to enter the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain?

But now, after all, it was almost the hour of Chou, and many students gradually couldn't hold on any longer and had to go to rest.

The Twenty-Seven Books Mountain is there, there is no need to hold on.

“By the way, what is Sandalwood Academy’s attitude towards us? However, after all, we were the first to be rude. We must not offend Sandalwood Academy again, and we must not be rude again.” The eldest brother smiled bitterly and said, “As disciples of the Holy Academy, we represent the Holy Academy when we walk outside. We must not be arrogant and look down on others. We must be humble and cautious in dealing with people and things…”

"Big Brother, we understand."

Everyone said.

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother. I and the others have already explained and apologized to Sandalwood Academy.” Wang Guan smiled and said, not taking it to heart. “Besides, we didn’t do it on purpose. They will understand…”

"Will they understand?"

The eldest brother frowned.

If it were an ordinary academy, perhaps this step would be enough. However, with Mr. An's academy, this step is still far from enough.

He pondered for a moment and then said, "Wang, Junior Brother, you guys go to the ox cart and fetch three pieces of jade bamboo paper as an apology."

"Three-knife jade bamboo paper?"

Wang Guan was shocked and said, "Big Brother, is this necessary? This Yuzhu paper is the most precious Xuan paper in our Saint Academy. It is worth a fortune. Even the teacher can only make three cuts a year, and even Big Brother can only make one cut a year..."

"In addition to the Yuzhu paper, there is also the Da'an ink. Bring them all here."

The elder brother said.

"Big Brother, this..." Wang Guan was a little shocked, "If I take all of them, what else will the teacher need? And do I need so much? Big Brother, do you know how much this jade bamboo paper is worth in the Song Dynasty? Ten thousand gold! And there is no market for it."

"Go if you are told to."

The elder brother said.

"Big Brother? Is this really necessary?" another disciple asked.

“I’m afraid it’s still far from enough.” The eldest senior brother shook his head, then glanced at the Monument of the Lord, and said, “There’s no need for the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains. Just this Monument of the Lord is enough to eclipse my Saint Academy. And the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains will eclipse the whole world…”

"Big Brother, I will leave now."

Wang Guan bowed and hurried away with several disciples.

"Since you don't want to rest, go and read the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain." The eldest brother looked in the direction of the main hall, but unfortunately was blocked by the courtyard gate. He could not see the main hall, let alone the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain. He said, "Mr. An has a method. If you read all the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, you can become a sage. Go."

“Big Brother, you can also become a saint in my Saint Academy.”

A disciple said.

Moreover, there are quite a few saints and sages in the Saint Academy. Generally speaking, great scholars can also be regarded as saints and sages...

"The saints Mr. An refers to are not the saints you understand."

The elder brother said.

"No? Then what is it?" A disciple was surprised and asked, "Sage, isn't it a sage?"

"Once you enter the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain, you will understand."

The eldest brother hesitated and said.

The sages that Feng Qingyan mentioned were indeed not the sages of this world, but rather beings at the level of semi-saints and saints in this world.

At this moment, the remaining disciples all went to the main hall square.

They sat cross-legged and looked up at the back of the hall, but still saw nothing. And what they could see, they still couldn't enter...

In the square, the seventh princess Zhao Bi was also there.

She finally saw the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain, and vaguely saw Tu Ning on Ren Mountain, but she was still unable to go in.

She was unwilling to give in.

But what can I do if I am unwilling? If I cannot enter, I cannot enter.

Not only did the Seventh Princess not understand, but everyone else did not understand either. It was not that the mountain of books kept them away, but that they kept the mountain of books away.

Before I knew it, it was almost dawn.

boom--

At this moment, there seemed to be a loud noise coming from the heaven and earth, causing the heaven and earth in their chests to tremble slightly.

Not only the students in the square and on the lawn were stunned and surprised, but even the scholars who were sleeping were the same.

At this moment, many people were awakened.

"What happened?"

"What was vibrating just now? It actually made the world in my heart feel something?"

"Could it be that there has been a change in the Book Mountain?"

“It doesn’t look like a mountain of books.”

The students in the square spoke one after another and stood up from their meditation.

At this time, a student noticed that there seemed to be a rather strange cloud floating behind him, and asked in surprise: "What is that?"

Everyone in the square heard the sound and looked over.

"Hey, this cloud is a little weird."

"Auspicious clouds?"

"Yes, it is the auspicious cloud."

"This auspicious cloud should be floating from the gate..."

The appearance of the clouds is so unique that even though many students have never seen it with their own eyes, they can basically guess what it is once they see it.

It’s auspicious clouds!

In the pale sky in the east, a bright white auspicious cloud was slowly floating up. "Why is there an auspicious cloud suddenly? Is it a saint born? A saint born?!" At this moment, many students were shocked. Many ancient books recorded that only when a saint was born would there be auspicious clouds.

The appearance of auspicious clouds means that a saint is born.

"This is indeed the auspicious cloud in the legend. Could it be that a saint has really been born? Who is it?"

"Mr. An!"

At this moment, some people immediately thought of Mr. An. In their opinion, if there was someone who became a saint in Sandalwood Academy, it must be Mr. An.

They couldn't think of anyone else except Mr. An.

"Mr. An has become a saint?"

"It must be. Look at those auspicious clouds. If it's not Mr. An becoming a saint, what else could it be? Ancient books record that only when a saint is born will auspicious clouds appear in the world..."

"Haha, auspicious clouds!"

Auspicious clouds float in the sky, exuding a faint holy scent.

At this moment, countless scholars got up from their beds and ran out without even taking off their clothes.

"Auspicious clouds, auspicious clouds..."

"It is indeed auspicious clouds, it is indeed auspicious clouds, a saint has truly been born."

But within a moment, the entire Sandalwood Academy seemed to be boiling with excitement, and countless people looked up to see the auspicious clouds rising.

Although there is only one auspicious cloud, it is not small.

"Hey, did Mr. An become a saint?" The disciples from the Holy Academy were also quite shocked. However, it seemed reasonable for Mr. An to become a saint. After all, the existence of the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains showed that Mr. An was very extraordinary and might even be better than his teacher.

No matter what, it is a blessing in life to be able to witness sanctification with one's own eyes.

"This Mr. An is indeed not a simple person."

A disciple said.

"In my Saint Academy, there has been no saint for two or three hundred years."

"good……"

In the square, more than ten disciples of the Holy Academy sighed as they looked at the auspicious clouds. However, as they looked at them, they suddenly realized something was wrong, so one disciple said, "Brother, isn't the direction of the auspicious clouds heading towards the Monument of the Sovereign? It seems to be the location of the Monument of the Sovereign..."

"Seems to be."

"Mr. An, it's impossible to become a saint there."

"correct."

"That?"

"teacher?!!"

At this moment, they looked at each other with great surprise in their eyes and their bodies trembled slightly.

It is possible that it is not Mr. An who has become a saint, but it is possible that it is the teacher who has become a saint.

The teacher is one of the three greatest sages of the Holy Academy.

Most likely to be sanctified.

Therefore, it is not impossible for a teacher to suddenly become a saint.

"Could it be, could it really be the teacher?"

A disciple said.

They suddenly rushed towards the gate.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

At this time, the books in the Sandalwood Academy and the books in the bamboo house by the Wei River suddenly emitted bursts of clear and melodious sounds.

Like the sound of gold and jade.

At first, many students were confused and didn't understand what the sound was because they had never heard of it before.

"What is this sound?"

In the square, the seventh princess asked in confusion, but the scholar next to her could not answer.

"This is the sound of gold and jade, but it is very regular and very pleasant to the ear..." As a scholar was talking, he suddenly thought of something and said, "The sound of gold and jade resonates, this is the 'resonance of words'!"

"What is 'text resonance'?"

someone asked.

"Resonance of words? According to legend, the resonance of words when a saint attains sainthood?"

Someone opened his mouth wide.

But the auspicious clouds have appeared in the world, and there is resonance between the words. Isn't it normal?
At this moment, many people reacted and were all shocked. They never expected to witness the legendary resonance of words.

"Mr. An has become a saint. Mr. An has become a saint."

There were also many students from the academy who were shouting excitedly. After all, they were students of the academy, and they were naturally proud of Mr. An's becoming a saint.

bang——

Like a gas explosion.

At this moment, everyone saw that a majestic and surging literary energy was gathering in the sky above the Junxing Monument.

"what is this?"

“This is Wen Qi!”

"Wen Qi?"

"Yes, literary energy! Auspicious clouds appeared, words resonated, and literary energy permeated the sky. If this is not sainthood, then what else could it be?"

A prospective great scholar said with great excitement.

But gradually.

Many scholars found that the direction was wrong. If it was Mr. An, it should be the direction of the back hall of the academy. How could it be the direction of the gate?
This made many people jump.

Isn't it Mr. An?
But, if it’s not Mr. An, who else could it be?

At this time, many scholars headed towards the gate, or poured out of the academy, or ran out of the bamboo building.

When they arrived at the gate of the academy, they were all stunned.

It’s not that Mr. An has become a saint!
The one who became a saint was an old man in Confucian clothing, a great sage from the Saint Academy...

At this moment, many scholars stood there in a daze, seemingly unable to accept it. How could it not be that Mr. An had become a saint?
"Not Mr. An, not Mr. An..."

Some scholars murmured.

"This this……"

"I……"

Except for the disciples of the Holy Academy, everyone believed that it was Mr. An who became a saint. Moreover, in their opinion, there would be no other person except Mr. An...

But it turned out not to be.

The one who became a saint was an old man who came from the Holy Academy of Middle-earth, an old man who had just arrived at the Sandalwood Academy.

"It turned out to be him..."

Even the Seventh Princess was a little dazed. She was full of joy and excitement before, but the result was that a disciple of the Holy Academy became a saint.

The gap is quite big.

At this time, Wang Guan and others were extremely excited. Their teacher had become a saint. From now on, they were the saint's disciples...

A half-saint is also a saint!
In this world, it is very difficult to become a semi-saint. Even in the Holy Academy, there has been no semi-saint for two or three hundred years.

"Haha, it's the teacher who has become a saint! It's the teacher who has become a saint!"

Some disciples hugged each other excitedly.

Although the teacher was one of the three greatest sages in the Holy Academy and had the greatest chance of becoming a saint, they had not expected it to happen so quickly.

In fact, the teacher is only over seventy years old.

Still "young".

"Disciple Chen Ya, greetings to Mr. An."

But at this moment, the old man in Confucian robes bowed respectfully to the main hall of the academy.

……

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(End of this chapter)